I miss you

The feeling of this narrow corridor was really not good, so that Zhou Jiayu reached out to knock on the door without thinking much after seeing it.

There was no response from the other side of the door, so Zhou Jiayu knocked again. Just when he thought no one would answer, a dull male voice came from the other side of the door: "Come in."

Zhou Jiayu heard the voice, reached out to grab the doorknob, and turned it lightly.After a crisp click, he opened a gap in the wooden door in front of him, and everyone saw the scene in the house.

The walls inside the room were all painted black, and the light, which was not considered bright, seemed even more dim in such a room.Zhou Jiayu saw a huge wooden table in the center of the room, behind which sat a man in white.The man wore a white mask and glasses on the bridge of his nose. Because of the dim light, even Zhou Jiayu couldn't see his face clearly.

"Hello." The man said, "What can I do for you?"

Everyone walked from the corridor to the house, thinking that after leaving the narrow tunnel, the oppressive feeling would be relieved, but what people didn't expect was that the dean's office made people feel even more breathless.Zhou Jiayu felt very uncomfortable just staying here for a while. It was really hard for him to imagine a normal person sitting here working for a long time and still maintain rational thinking.

"Hello." Zhou Jiayu said, "Excuse me, are you the dean here?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, I am, what can I do for you?"

Zhou Jiayu repeated what he had just said to Li Yihao, expressing that they came to investigate the patient's wishes.

"Sit." The dean spread his hands towards them and motioned them to sit down. He said, "I can fully cooperate with the police investigation. May I ask which patient you want to ask about?"

Everyone watched as the chairs didn't move, and Zhou Jiayu didn't want to sit down opposite him. Although it seemed impolite, the dean gave him a bad feeling.

"Jiang Zhu." Zhou Jiayu said the name cautiously, while carefully observing the dean's expression.

But the reflective eyes and the mask on his face covered most of the dean's face, so it was difficult for Zhou Jiayu to get any useful information from his expression.

Because of Li Yihao's reaction before, Zhou Jiayu was a little worried that the dean would overreact after he said Jiang Zhu's name, but the dean's tone was very cold: "Sorry, I don't remember This patient is dead, and if you want to know information about him, you may have to go to the archives to look it up yourself."

"Don't remember?" Zhou Jiayu didn't believe it, "Are you sure you don't remember the name Jiang Zhu?"

"Yes." The Dean said with certainty.

Zhou Jiayu looked at him suspiciously: "But Doctor Li outside remembers it very clearly. If you don't mind, can I trouble you to accompany us to the file room?"

The dean didn't speak when he heard the words, but fell into silence.

At this time Xu Ruwang stretched out his hand and patted the table heavily, saying: "Mr. Dean, you have to think clearly."

There was another short silence, and it was unclear whether the dean had figured it out, or Xu Ruwang's threat had played a role, the dean nodded slightly, and reluctantly agreed to Zhou Jiayu's proposal.

"Let's go," said the dean, "I'll take you there."

Everyone followed him and left the office. Zhou Jiayu noticed that the office was very strange as he was leaving. There were no other things except the desk and chair.There were no bookcases next to the wall, and everything was empty, and there were no materials or items on the table. It seemed that apart from the tables and chairs, there was only the Dean sitting quietly in the room made of black walls.

Everyone bypassed the long and narrow corridor, and when they walked out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.The structure inside is really not for people to stay in. I am afraid that normal people will have mental problems if they stay for a long time.

"The archives room is on the fifth floor. You have to pass by the inpatient department." The dean said, "Please slow down and don't run around, or you will irritate the patients."

After coming out, Zhou Jiayu finally saw the dean's appearance clearly through the light outside. His eyes were long and narrow, drooping indifferently, and the corners of the eyes drooped, making him look very listless. Normal people would face the person they are talking to when they speak. But his eyes were lowered from beginning to end, and his eyes drifted away from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

"Let's go." Zhou Jiayu said.

The dean walked up the stairs to the fourth floor. The paintings they saw downstairs gradually increased, and the contents became more and more strange.In the end, there are no specific patterns but messy graffiti, the colors are mainly red and black.

Shen Yiqiong couldn't hold back, and asked, "Mr. Dean, what are these paintings?"

The dean turned his head to look at Shen Yiqiong, and said slowly: "These are the works of our hospital. They are very beautiful and have a sense of art. We exchange feelings with each other inside."

Shen Yiqiong muttered, then your relationship is really complicated.

The dean glared at him.

Shen Yiqiong stared back very bluntly.

When Zhou Jiayu was a little suspicious that the two of them would quarrel, the dean looked away, and continued on his way with his head bowed. They quickly arrived at the inpatient department on the fifth floor—according to the dean, the file room is located in the inpatient department. At the end, just pass it on.As for why the important archives and the places where the patients are hospitalized are arranged on the first floor... It is not known.

Zhou Jiayu thought that the inpatient department was all wards, but when he got to the fifth floor, he realized that it was not so much an inpatient department, but a place where patients could move freely.In the corridors and halls, there are patients wearing special hospital gowns everywhere.Some of them are sitting on chairs, some are sitting on the ground, some are talking with people, and some are playing some simple games.

Zhou Jiayu saw three patients playing poker together. If they weren't wearing hospital gowns, they would look a little more normal than the dean leading the way in front of them.

"Keep your voice down." The dean said softly, walking lightly and slowly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Everyone involuntarily slowed down. When Zhou Jiayu passed by a patient, he heard him counting 53, 54, 55...

Zhou Jiayu frowned, and whispered, "What is he counting?"

The dean turned his head and glanced at Zhou Jiayu when he heard the words: "You can ask him yourself."

Zhou Jiayu pursed her lips, turned to the patient and asked, "What are you counting?"

The patient looked up, and did not answer Zhou Jiayu's question, but said: "Shh, keep your voice down, you talk too loudly, they will find you."

them?Zhou Jiayu frowned even tighter.

The patients in the inpatient department didn't overreact when they saw outsiders. They cast a little glance at most, and then fell silent in their own world again.

Zhou Jiayu looked around and found that most of these patients were male, and only saw one or two female patients in the corner.The age of male patients is mostly in the middle-aged category, and no one is too young or too old.

The patients seemed to have been selected - such a thought popped into Zhou Jiayu's mind.

"What's wrong?" The dean noticed that Zhou Jiayu had been looking around, and suddenly stopped and asked him a question.

"It's okay." Zhou Jiayu said, "It's just strange why I didn't see the doctor."

"Oh." said the dean, "at this point they are doing other things."

"Do other things? Is it okay to leave the patient here like this?" Lin Jue said.

"What can happen." The dean muttered, "They can't escape, what can happen." After he said this, he actually laughed loudly, which sounded like he was happy for something Things, almost unable to suppress the joy in my heart.

Everyone didn't speak, but looked at each other. Obviously, the director is very abnormal. No, to be precise, this hospital is very abnormal.

Finally walked past the inpatient department and arrived at the archives.The dean took out the key and opened the door of the archive room.

As soon as the door was opened, a smell of dust rushed in. The room was covered with gray traces everywhere, and the corners were densely covered with cobwebs. It seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

"Is there no one guarding here?" Lin Jue asked.

"No, there are not so many people." The dean said, "Where do we get so many people? Every year, we can't recruit people. If we can't recruit people, it's good to have people."

Listening to what he said, Zhou Jiayu found that the dean seemed to like to repeat a sentence more than once when he spoke.

After the dean opened the door for them, he was about to leave, but Xu Jian stretched out his hand and directly blocked his way: "Mr. dean, do you mind taking off the mask for us to see?"

The air froze all of a sudden, the dean shot a cold gaze, he muttered something in a low voice, as if he was cursing, just when Zhou Jiayu thought he would refuse, he saw that he really stretched out his hand to mask, and then took the mask off.

When Zhou Jiayu saw the dean's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but gasped.

The face behind the mask was traversed by several huge wounds. The wounds were long and wide. They were sewn up with rough techniques, and even the shape of the lips could not be seen.

"Did you see it?" the dean asked.

Xu Jian was very calm, without showing any surprised expression, but asked: "What kind of injury did you get?"

"I was attacked." The dean said, "Someone attacked me and scratched my face, but it's okay, it's healed now." He grinned, and a picture seemed to be forcibly spliced ​​together His face also distorted, revealing an extremely weird smile.

"Who attacked you?" Lin Jue asked, "It couldn't be a patient in this hospital, could it?"

The dean didn't speak after hearing the words, but just reached out and put on the mask again, as if unwilling to answer their questions.

"We are not familiar with this place, please let the dean accompany us to look for it together." I don't know if he noticed something, Lin Zhushui suddenly spoke, and the words he said were quite rude.

The dean seemed to want to refuse, Lin Zhushui said again: "Could it be that the dean is going to be busy with something?"

The dean said: "Yes, I'm very busy and I don't have time to accompany you." He repeated in a low voice, "I don't have time to accompany you." He wanted to turn around and leave, but Xu Ruwang directly stopped him with his hand: "Sorry, Mr. Dean, we are not familiar with this place, please give us more time."

The dean looked at Xu Ruwang resentfully, but judging from his stature, he was obviously not Xu Ruwang's opponent, so after weighing it, he stayed.

A few people walked into the archives room. Zhou Jiayu started coughing as soon as he entered. At first he thought it was an allergy to dust, but after standing there for a while, he felt that he was about to cough up his lungs. Neng staggered out of the file room and took a breath of outside air before recovering.

"What's going on?" Lin Jue said, "Can'er, why are you coughing so badly?"

Zhou Jiayu shook his head to indicate that he didn't understand. He took out a tissue, covered his mouth and nose, shrugged his shoulders outside, and took a while to force out the oxygen in his throat.

"Maybe it's an allergy to something inside." Xu Ruwang said, "Just wait outside, we'll just look for it."

As if this was the only way to go, Zhou Jiayu found a place outside the archives and watched them rummaging inside.

Although he was forced to stay, the dean didn't want to help at all. He stood in the corner and looked at the few people with vigilant eyes, as if he was ready to run away at any time.

Zhou Jiayu planned to find a trash can to throw away the paper he used to cover his mouth and nose, but when he looked carefully at the paper towel in his hand, he found that there was some black powder on the paper towel.

"What's this?" Zhou Jiayu was a little stunned, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and found that the powder looked like ashes. He looked up at the file room in front of him, suddenly feeling bad.

"What?" Shen Yiqiong was the closest to the door and ran to Zhou Jiayu's side.

"Didn't I keep coughing just now, and I felt like I was coughing up something strange." Zhou Jiayu handed the tissue to Shen Yiqiong for a look.

Shen Yiqiong glanced at the tissue in Zhou Jiayu's hand, but he was confused: "No."

Zhou Jiayu looked again, and found that the black ashes he saw just now had disappeared: "Why, I really coughed up some black ashes just now."

The people in the room heard the conversation between the two of them, and they all planned to come out to have a look. Lin Zhushui also walked towards Zhou Jiayu, but just as he left the file room, Xu Ruwang shouted angrily from the room. :"Where are you going??"

Then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Zhou Jiayu was startled, and looked into the room, only to find that the window of the archives room had been opened, and the dean who was standing by the window just now had disappeared.No doubt he jumped out of the window.

This is the fifth floor, one could die, Xu Ruwang quickly ran to the window, watched helplessly as the dean got up from the ground, turned and ran away.

Xu Ruwang: "Damn it, he really ran away!"

Zhou Jiayu said: "This is the fifth floor, is it okay for him to jump off?"

Xu Ruwang said: "Damn, he's fine, he can run faster than a rabbit."

"Is the dean a human or a ghost?" Lin Jue said, "Zhushui, what do you think?"

"Naturally, they are people." Lin Zhushui said, "But the charred corpses surrounding us in the Meng family ruins are also living people."

Everyone fell silent, obviously remembering what happened at the Meng family site that night.Obviously, the abnormal situation in this mental hospital has an inseparable relationship with Meng Yangtian and his group, strange doctors, strange patients, and the extremely depressing atmosphere in the whole hospital.

"Let's continue to search the files, and the others go out to find other doctors to check the situation?" Xu Jian suggested.

"Okay, Zhushui, you can go with Guan'er and the others, and I can just stay here and look for Xu Jian and I." Although Lin Jue disliked these dusty files, he still decided to stay.

Zhou Jiayu was allergic to the house, Lin Zhushui couldn't see it, so he could go out to find someone.

"Okay." Lin Zhushui agreed.

So the two left the file room and were going to go downstairs to the floor that looked like a doctor's office area.When passing by the inpatient department this time, there was no dean to lead the way, and the patients who were originally friendly just now suddenly developed strong hostility towards them.At first Zhou Jiayu thought it was his own illusion, but when a patient threw a hard object towards him, Zhou Jiayu was sure that it was not his misunderstanding.

Being stared at by more than 100 people, Zhou Jiayu hurriedly dragged Lin Zhushui downstairs.

But what he didn't expect was that the patient's range of activities was not limited to the fifth floor. When he reached the office area on the fourth floor, he could still see some people in hospital gowns wandering in the corridor, although the number was much smaller.

However, the doctor who was supposed to be sitting on the fourth floor was nowhere to be seen. Zhou Jiayu wandered all over the fourth floor, and finally saw a person in a white doctor's uniform in an office near the corner of the fourth floor.

The man was sitting in the office with a computer in front of him. He seemed to be sorting out the materials. From his expression, he was very serious. He didn't even notice that Zhou Jiayu and Lin Zhushui had entered the room.

"Hello." Zhou Jiayu greeted him.

The man didn't look up, and continued to look at the computer in front of him.

"Hello." Zhou Jiayu greeted again, and he glanced at the nameplate on the man's chest, "Doctor Chen."

Hearing Dr. Chen's three words, he finally stopped the movement of his hands, raised his hand to push his glasses, and said, "Hi, what's the matter?"

Zhou Jiayu said, "We want to know about the dean."

Dr. Chen raised his head slowly and smiled: "May I ask what you want to know?" When he said this, he started typing on the keyboard again and continued to enter content.

Zhou Jiayu said: "May I ask the question, what caused the scar on the dean's face?" He didn't really believe the dean's statement, so he wanted to confirm it again.

"He was attacked." Dr. Chen said, "by those damn patients."

Zhou Jiayu's heart sank when he heard that, but he didn't expect that the dean's injury had something to do with the patients here.

When Dr. Chen said these words, he was almost gnashing his teeth, with a hideous expression on his face: "Those trash, they should all die—"

Listening to what he said, Zhou Jiayu suddenly felt that something was wrong. He turned sideways suddenly and looked at the computer screen where Dr. Chen was typing on the keyboard - it was pitch black and there was nothing there.

Zhou Jiayu's expression froze slightly, but he didn't show it, and said, "Okay, thank you." He stood up and grabbed Lin Zhushui's hand and was about to go out, but Doctor Chen suddenly called out to stop them. Say, "Who are you, are you also a doctor?"

Zhou Jiayu said, "No."

Dr. Chen stood up in an instant. He opened the drawer and took out something like an electric shock baton from the drawer. He said furiously, "It's not a doctor, why don't you wear the patient's clothes? What do you want to do? Do you want to rebel? It's because of you, it's all because of you!" He roared, and charged directly in Zhou Jiayu's direction.

Zhou Jiayu was taken aback, and quickly took out the small paper from his pocket. After the small paper fell on the ground, he quickly spread his body, rushed towards Dr. Chen, and then slapped the electric shock baton away. up.

Normal people would definitely be startled when they saw Xiaozhi, but the doctor in front of him was not only not afraid, but became more emotional, muttering something in his mouth and turning around to look for the murder weapon, his vicious expression was even scarier than those patients upstairs.

After Zhou Jiayu entered the hospital, he felt that something was wrong. After meeting several doctors, he even began to suspect that there was no normal person in this hospital.

Seeing that Dr. Chen seemed to be rummaging to find some murder weapon again, Zhou Jiayu was relentless this time, and let Xiaozhi knock him out.

Xiaozhi's actions were very straightforward, and he was not given another chance to commit murder.

After the man fainted, Zhou Jiayu went to check behind the desk, and found that the computer Dr. Chen was typing on just now was not only black on the screen, it didn't even have a host, so he was just typing on the black screen randomly. .

Zhou Jiayu: "...Sir, this person seems to have mental problems."

Lin Zhushui was not surprised at all: "There are normal people in this hospital?"

Zhou Jiayu said: "What the hell is going on? Why is the doctor like this? What does it have to do with that Jiang Zhu?"

Lin Zhushui said: "Look for the location of the surveillance room, let's go and have a look."

After being reminded by Lin Zhushui, Zhou Jiayu remembered that hospitals usually have such a place. He raised his head and looked at the office, and indeed saw an open surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling, "Okay, let me look for it. .”

Fortunately, there was a map of the hospital at the top and bottom of each flight of stairs. Zhou Jiayu quickly found where the surveillance room was located—it was at the corner of the first floor, connected to the guard room.

After confirming the location, the two headed towards the second floor.

Along the way, Zhou Jiayu saw the figures of the patients. They were distributed on every floor, some were standing, some were sitting, and they did all sorts of strange things.Among them are those who talk to the air, and those who hit the wall with a spoon.

At this time, Zhou Jiayu even had the idea that these people in front of him were more terrifying than those dirty things. After facing these nervous eyes for a long time, it seemed that his spirit had also been polluted.

The door of the monitoring room was closed, and Lin Jue, a master lock picker, was not there, but it was not a big problem. Zhou Jiayu directly asked Xiaozhi to unscrew the lock, and walked into the monitoring room with Lin Zhushui.

The monitors of all the cameras in the hospital are in this room. Zhou Jiayu saw the dean's room, Lin Jue and the others who were looking through the files, and also saw the patients in the corridor.

"Look where the doctors are." Lin Zhushui said.

Zhou Jiayu said hello when he heard the words, and began to look for the doctor, but when he scanned the monitor carefully, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back involuntarily.In the more than 100 screens in front of him, he couldn't see a person wearing a doctor's uniform, whether it was an office, a corridor, or an inpatient department, the white doctor's uniform seemed to completely disappear into the building.

The author has something to say: Zhou Jiayu said that he was mentally polluted and decided to take Lin Zhushui's hand and go out to rest for a day.

Speaking of mental hospitals, the most classic game is Escape. The atmosphere is really great. I tried to play for more than half an hour and my body was scared. If you like horror games, you can try it.